Papers on Literature and Art, Partes1-2Wiley and Putnam, 1846 |
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... seen in the distance with your tablets all ready to write them into prose . CRITIC . O my brother , my benefactor , do not thus repel me . Interpret me rather to our common mother ; let her not avert her eyes from a younger child . I ...
... seen in the distance with your tablets all ready to write them into prose . CRITIC . O my brother , my benefactor , do not thus repel me . Interpret me rather to our common mother ; let her not avert her eyes from a younger child . I ...
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... seen ? What by giving a technical classification to what is already as- similated with the mental life ? CRITIC . What is gained by living at all ? POET . Beauty loving itself , -Happiness ! CRITIC . Does not this involve consciousness ...
... seen ? What by giving a technical classification to what is already as- similated with the mental life ? CRITIC . What is gained by living at all ? POET . Beauty loving itself , -Happiness ! CRITIC . Does not this involve consciousness ...
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... seen , the embrace was eager and affectionate as that of the brother and the child . " Let us not return at once , " said Lord Herbert . " I had al- ready waited for you long , and have seen all the beauties of the parsonage and church ...
... seen , the embrace was eager and affectionate as that of the brother and the child . " Let us not return at once , " said Lord Herbert . " I had al- ready waited for you long , and have seen all the beauties of the parsonage and church ...
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... seen to disregard the precepts or ex- ample of his father ; and it is a matter of surprise if the scion is found to bear fruit of a similar , not to say equal flavor , with the parent tree . How opposed all this is to our natural wishes ...
... seen to disregard the precepts or ex- ample of his father ; and it is a matter of surprise if the scion is found to bear fruit of a similar , not to say equal flavor , with the parent tree . How opposed all this is to our natural wishes ...
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... seen into the very depths of Hall's nature . There is no pity , no flattery - no ill - advised application of the wise counsels of calm hours and untried spirits , but that noble and sincere faith , which might have created beneath the ...
... seen into the very depths of Hall's nature . There is no pity , no flattery - no ill - advised application of the wise counsels of calm hours and untried spirits , but that noble and sincere faith , which might have created beneath the ...
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admiration Ambla Artevelde artist Bach beauty Beethoven better breast brother calm character Charles Wesley charm child clavichord critic Dædalus deep delight divine drama earth expression eyes faith fancy feel felt flowers fugue genius give grace Handel happy harmony harpsichord Haydn hear heart heaven honour hope hour human intellectual interest John Sebastian less light literature lives look Lord Madame de Staël means measured music melody mind misanthropy Mozart muse nature never noble o'er Paracelsus passages passion perfect Philip Van Artevelde picture play pleasure poems poet poetic poetry present Prince reverence rich scene seems Senesino Shakspeare Sir James Mackintosh song soul speak spirit Strafford SWEDENBORGIANISM sweet sympathy taste tears tender thee things thou thought tion tone true truth verse whole wish words Wordsworth write
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Página 71 - What thou art we know not: What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Página 72 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Página 37 - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
Página 40 - In speech (which I have not) to make your will Quite clear to such an one, and say, "Just this "Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss, "Or there exceed the mark...
Página 87 - A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, In word, or sigh, or tear O Lady!
Página 74 - Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew, Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasped it; of that crew He came the last, neglected and apart; A herd-abandoned deer struck by the hunter's dart.
Página 74 - A love in desolation masked— a Power Girt round with weakness — it can scarce uplift The weight of the superincumbent hour ; It is a dying lamp, a falling shower, A breaking billow ; — even whilst we speak Is it not broken ? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly ; on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break.
Página 157 - Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient, stands. Quaint old town of toil and traffic, quaint old town of art and song, Memories haunt thy pointed gables, like the rooks that round them throng: Memories of the Middle Ages, when the emperors, rough and bold, Had their dwelling in thy castle, time-defying, centuries old; And thy brave and thrifty burghers boasted, in their uncouth rhyme, That their great imperial city stretched its hand through every clime.
Página 72 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee; Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Página 88 - To lift the smothering weight from off my breast? It were a vain endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.